early this morning just
when the sun is rising
i sit on a reclining chair
in the garden
i see the sun rising
and its rays reaching
my skin
warm as a caressing
hand of my beloved
i close my eyes
and see the calm
inside my heart
how beautiful
how warm
i sit under the sun
and hear a bird singing
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